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Chapter 710

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Time always passed quickly when one was serious about life.

Under Hermione's arrangement, the initial formation of the study group was already in a good state.

But Harry didn't care much about it.

On the weekend of their first meeting, he discovered some little feelings.

Because of these feelings, he spent the rest of the time very happily. Even if they spent a lot of time on Sunday catching up on homework, the last bright sunshine of autumn still shone brightly, which made them feel very good.

Hermione didn't have much homework to do. She had already finished it, so she brought some wool out, let the Enchanted Needle, and knitted the hat and scarf by herself.

In this space, Hermione observed Harry's state of mind very well.

Just like what Jon said, people who fall in love tend to neglect things around them, which made Hermione feel a lot more relaxed. When Harry turned more attention to the girls, Hermione herself didn't need to spend so much energy to hide what he was doing.

Speaking of which, the reason why Harry noticed this was also because of Hermione. If she hadn't secretly hinted, Harry wouldn't have been able to discover his feelings for Autumn so quickly.

But at least the ending was good.

Harry had been very excited recently. Even on Monday morning, when he had to go to all his least favorite classes, he was still very excited.

But this excitement didn't last long. When they walked down the stairs of the dormitory and walked to the middle of the sunny common room, they found that there was something more in the room.

A big notice was posted on Gryffindor's bulletin board, so big that it covered everything else on the bulletin board.

It was the list of the auction of the second-hand spell books, the school rules that Ax Filch reminded them of, the training schedule of the Quidditch team, the exchange of pictures of chocolate frogs, the new advertisement of the Weasley brothers looking for people to do experiments, the date of the weekend at Hogsmeade Village, and the lost and found.

The new notice was printed in big black letters, with a notarized seal and signature.

"Education Order No. 24"

It clearly stated that students were prohibited from forming and joining any organization, association, team, or club, or they would be expelled immediately.

Obviously, it was directed at their new group.

This made Ron and Harry's faces suddenly gloomy, and their happiness disappeared.

"I wonder if Hermione saw this?" Harry turned to look at the door leading to the girls' dormitory.

"We have to tell her."

Ron jumped and ran up the stairs of the girls' dormitory. However, the stairs of the girls' dormitory could not be entered casually because in that instant, the stairs turned into a slide and Ron fell down.

And then came the laughter of the girls.

"This is not fair!" Ron said to Harry, "Hermione can enter our dormitory, why can't we —"

"This is an old-fashioned rule." Hermione gently slid onto the blanket in front of them. She stood up and said, "According to the school's history, the founder of the school believed that boys were not as reliable as girls. But why do you want to go in?"

"I'm looking for you. Look."

Ron dragged Hermione to the front of the bulletin board. Hermione's gaze quickly moved down the zircon, and her expression became dignified.

"Someone must have told on us!"

"Impossible," Hermione said in a low voice.

"You're too naive," Ron said. "You think just because you're reliable —"

"I said it's impossible, because I added a spell to the parchment we signed," Hermione said solemnly. She had learned this spell from Jon's spell notes, and it had a very strong confidentiality effect. "If someone goes to tell on Umbridge, we will definitely know, and there will be consequences."

"What consequences?"

Ron asked eagerly.

"It will make acne look like some cute freckles … Come on, let's go to breakfast."

As a result, the rest of the school was not peaceful, and everyone was talking about the new regulations.

Hermione was not particularly worried about this matter, because she knew that there must be a solution behind this kind of thing, and Jon had told her to be at ease in his reply, but she had to put on the same nervous expression as everyone else, otherwise it was likely that she would be exposed.

What happened next was not particularly peaceful. When they were in the history of magic class, they suddenly found that Hedwig was injured, and Harry was very surprised.

He quickly took Hedwig to find someone for help, and not long after, the moment he returned, Hermione anxiously asked about the owl's situation.

Harry relayed what Professor McGonagall had told him, but Ron and Hermione did not look shocked.

"What's wrong?"

"I was just saying to Ron … Will someone intercept Hedwig? She has never been injured while flying before, right?"

Ron pulled Harry's letter and quickly skimmed through it.

Hermione also read the contents, but her expression was a little uneasy — this time, she was really nervous. No matter how confident she was, when it came to actually doing something, she would still be more nervous.

And then, in the magic potions class, they met the person they did not want to see the most.

The senior investigator came to listen to the class.

This was very dangerous.

Especially when compared to Umbridge, Snape seemed much more amiable.

Of course, the confrontation between the two of them also made Harry suffer.

At that moment, he felt that Snape had returned to his original annoying self.

And he had to do homework as a punishment. You made him feel that this kind of life was very difficult.



And far away, in Biro's manor, the little elf Dobby had a similar mood.

He was very familiar with the man sitting on the chair in front of him. He had seen him once when he was still a boy. At that time, the famous first generation Black Demon King had been by his side. That was a character even more terrifying than Voldemort.

"I don't think you need to be so nervous, Dobby. I think you should already know by now that we are in the same camp as Harry, and you must want to serve Harry, right?"

"Of course," the elf said in a trembling voice, "Dobby will always help Harry Potter."

"That's just right. I have another thing for you to tell him. He needs a hidden place now, and no one else knows about this place. In the Hogwarts, there is a place called the Room of All Requests. After a while, you need to find a chance to tell Harry Potter about this place. He will need this place."

Dobby took a deep look at Jon, and finally nodded respectfully.

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